Chapter 31 - High Priestess Morgana

19 years ago.

Narcia’s P.O.V.

“NESS!! COME ON.. WE WILL BE LATE!” My mother, a beautiful woman, a talented witch and a loving mother. But impatient to say the least. Today was a big day, me, my mother and three sisters have been invited to the palace to dine with the High Priest and Priestess of the coven. Very few people were ever invited there and it was always to bestow a huge honor. I was the youngest of four daughters, Trishenna; my mother, had been taking care of us for as long as I could remember. We weren’t universally liked in the community, my mother however was the best seamstress in the lands, she could make anything and it would always be perfect, she worked harder than most however as she was alone. My father Mikkell, died when I was still just a baby. He was a traitor to the coven and punished for his crimes, he was burnt at the stake for treason against the High Priestess. My mother never told us exactly what happened, she chose to try and forget it happened and move